The Destroyers (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
The strength of twice three thousand horse That seeks the single goal; The line that holds the rending course, The ...
The strength of twice three thousand horse That seeks the single goal; The line that holds the rending course, The ...
Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees; Our loins are battered 'neath us by ...
O SORROW! Why dost borrow The natural hue of health, from vermeil lips?-- To give maiden blushes To the white ...
You open to me a little, then grow afraid and close again, a small boy fearing to be hurt, a ...
I love all sights of earth and skies, From flowers that glow to stars that shine; The comet and the ...
THIS is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main,-- The venturous bark that flings On the ...
it comes like a convict squeezing through bars and is gone before the promptest siren it suddenly turns in the ...
The story of us humble pilgrims ever walking on our journey on the way not yet arrived Following Christ turned ...
We must remember the failing of Solomon ignoring the call of God in the way to stay close to Him ...
How lucky we are those who followed, that they found their voice that Pentecost 'morn Willing to speak, to risk, ...
Three young siren's all peeling in pain, of their own making set off by a punishment an accounting for misbehavior ...
Sweet, bide with me and let my love Be an enduring tether; Oh, wanton not from spot to spot, But ...
Man was made of social earth, Child and brother from his birth; Tethered by a liquid cord Of blood through ...
The parasol is the umbrella's daughter, And associates with a fan While her father abuts the tempest And abridges the ...
The saddest noise, the sweetest noise, The maddest noise that grows, -- The birds, they make it in the spring, ...
Our lives are Swiss -- So still -- so Cool -- Till some odd afternoon The Alps neglect their Curtains ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
A shallow lake, with many waterbirds, especially egrets: I was showing Mother around, An extraordinary vivid dream of Betty & ...
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
The city purrs, it hums along, the morning hardly risen. A well-dressed drunk smears her finger across a doorman's lips ...
Lamoni, Iowa The factory siren tells workers time to go home tells them the evening has begun. When living with ...
You mustn't show weakness and you've got to have a tan. But sometimes I feel like the thin veils of ...
THOU whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these ...
A gallant city has been builded far In the pied heaven, Bannered with crimson, sentinelled by star Of crystal even; ...
Indoors the tang of a tiny oil lamp. Outdoors The winking signal on the waste of sea. Indoors the sound ...
Tis believed that this Harp, which I wake now for thee Was a Siren of old, who sung under the ...
"Delicta juventutis et ignorantius ejus, quoesumus ne memineris, Domine." I left, to earth, a little maiden fair, With locks of ...
There is delight in singing, though none hear Beside the singer; and there is delight In praising, though the praiser ...
It was the Great Alexander, Capped with a golden helm, Sate in the ages, in his floating ship, In a ...
How the Wings Were Made From many morning-glories That in an hour will fade, From many ...
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